*Justin Alsop is pacing back and forth in his locker room, seemingly fuming about something. He looks up and stops. In front of him is Lesley The Muscle Hurricane, who is smiling ear to ear.*
Justin: "Can I help you?"
Lesley: "Yeah. You can shine that belt up for me really nicely."
Justin: "Oh. So you are a funny guy. How about this for a joke? Go away."
Lesley: "Listen. I didn't ask to be in this match at the PPV and I certainly had nothing to do with those two guys coming out to ringside but it got me thinking. How does someone, who is the Heavyweight Champion, get distracted?"
*Justin gets his trademarked smirk on his face.*
Justin: "Listen boy. I know you are new here but you need to know that this is my show. You just remember that."
Lesley: "It may be your show for now, but once I get that strap, it will become mine and that happens in a weeks time. Until then, I understand we have a bit off a showdown later on so.... Yeah. See you then."
*Lesley turns around and walks off, the sound of a door closing indicating he has left the room. Justin picks up a towel and throws it in the general direction off the door as the scene fades.*